Again, just Ghost and Mckinley talking. Next is "The Hornet's Nest," where Task Force 141 must escape the favela! OH NOOOO! *suspenseful music blasts*

Hmm... I wonder if they'll make it out... hmm...

lol

ecto1B

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Chapter 4

Discomfort

Lt. Ghost

Since we caused such a disturbance within the city, air support was not allowed in the Brazil airspace. We had no way to escape, until Captain MacTavish alerted me that an old friend of his, Nikolai, would be coming to retrieve us in his Pave Low. Could we trust Nikolai? I had to put my faith in the captain on that one. I also had rely on another member of our team—Chemo—to make sure Queen was healed. She'd been shot in the arm as she'd made her way to the top of the favela, and Chemo was in charge of making sure she was capable of handling a weapon and such. To be honest, I was very worried for her. She wasn't one to shy away from the call of duty, but Queen tired easily. Would she be able to make it out of the favela along with us?

Mckinley Front

And so began the strange, haphazard chemistry between Ghost and I. MacTavish continued to tease Ghost about how much he stared at me, but when I checked for it, Ghost was looking away. Though the enigmatic masked soldier irrevocably mesmerized me, I still wondered what his feeling were towards "Queen." I was so confused. Somehow they all knew me! And I'd only been inside Modern Warfare 2 for a little over an hour! How did MacTavish know me so well? And I didn't ever recall going into battle with Ghost in the past… well, except for when I was playing MW2 on my XBOX 360.

Don't get me wrong, I was LOVING this new lifestyle and new persona. I was still Mckinley Front, but now I had best friends and got to participate in matters I cared about. Yes, I was actually from the year 2010, and Modern Warfare 2 takes place in 2016. I was still fascinated by the glory of it all, with the looming thought that, just perhaps, I could make a difference. Maybe the war would fall in our favor because of me. Maybe, during the "Loose Ends" mission, I could stop Ghost from being slaughtered. The possibilities were endless. And I was ready to utilize them all.

Despite a small bundle of fear swelling inside my stomach at an exponential rate, I had the strength to disregard the discomfort and continue being the person they thought I was, Queen. But for how long?